Getting back to things
It's been about a week since my last post surprisingly enough with all my boredom over these holidays I have let the journal lay fallow. It's probably for the best anyways, no one wants to hear of my first lonely Christmas away from home. That said the Christmas cards and packages I recieved were incredibly lovely surprizes. Thank you all.
Slowly now my friends and flatmates are returning. Things are slowly getting back to some sense of normality but before that happens some of my folk are coming over. Dad and Barb should be arriving tomorrow at 9am GMT. This should prove interesting and give me something to do while I avoid work in my wait for Prague, which is steadily approaching. Too, it'll be nice to see some faces from home. Someone once told me that it's the three month mark that's the hardest, perhaps it's more accidental an observation and it's just because, at least for students, it lands so near the Christmas holidays, but it has been a hard time. But I said I wasn't going to dwell on that topic, so I won't.
I've been trying to figure out where to take Dad and Barb when they get here. It's far too short a time to do everything, really I'm not sure I could have done everything even if I weren't preoccupied with slacking off for school. It's an incredible city here with so much to see. I have a feeling that we're going to have to forego the museums, maybe hit one or two but there's no way to much more than that. I'd been thinking of a walking tour of the areas I know, as few as they are I think it could be interesting and even educational. I've been here about three-and-a-half months I should be able to come up with something better than that, even if given twenty years time people will come from all around to walk the Griffin Trail if only to catch a glimpse of what created the greatness that is me. I had had some ideas but aside from just seeing the sights and walking around I really don't have much. I have a feeling that the visit might involve a fair bit of the drink but I'm not sure why...
All this aside my time lately has been rather uneventful. I look forward to Prague, I haven't seen that city yet and I tend have more interesting things to say when I actually leave my apt for more than an hour.
Slowly now my friends and flatmates are returning. Things are slowly getting back to some sense of normality but before that happens some of my folk are coming over. Dad and Barb should be arriving tomorrow at 9am GMT. This should prove interesting and give me something to do while I avoid work in my wait for Prague, which is steadily approaching. Too, it'll be nice to see some faces from home. Someone once told me that it's the three month mark that's the hardest, perhaps it's more accidental an observation and it's just because, at least for students, it lands so near the Christmas holidays, but it has been a hard time. But I said I wasn't going to dwell on that topic, so I won't.
I've been trying to figure out where to take Dad and Barb when they get here. It's far too short a time to do everything, really I'm not sure I could have done everything even if I weren't preoccupied with slacking off for school. It's an incredible city here with so much to see. I have a feeling that we're going to have to forego the museums, maybe hit one or two but there's no way to much more than that. I'd been thinking of a walking tour of the areas I know, as few as they are I think it could be interesting and even educational. I've been here about three-and-a-half months I should be able to come up with something better than that, even if given twenty years time people will come from all around to walk the Griffin Trail if only to catch a glimpse of what created the greatness that is me. I had had some ideas but aside from just seeing the sights and walking around I really don't have much. I have a feeling that the visit might involve a fair bit of the drink but I'm not sure why...
All this aside my time lately has been rather uneventful. I look forward to Prague, I haven't seen that city yet and I tend have more interesting things to say when I actually leave my apt for more than an hour.
posted by Brett at 10:05 p.m.
1 Comments:
the four month mark.
the bartender at the maple leaf told us the first four months are the hardest.
I'm kind of wondering how mine will be when I get back.
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